ForAnother Posted August 5, 2004 Share Posted August 5, 2004 Why must our hearts fly? When we feel so happy, why do we uplift and say that we wouldn't be afraid to die? When you rise up to it you begin to shift into a world and sky that doesn't exist and smile and sob, little tears of happiness but you can not explain what it is that is this nor does it matter where you find your darkness just know you are nothing as am i and together we might be something and prepare to fly. ForAnother Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fallingisfun Posted August 5, 2004 Share Posted August 5, 2004 I like it a lot. I like your writing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
neva_black_n_white Posted August 5, 2004 Share Posted August 5, 2004 Your poem has depth but to be entirely honest i didnt understand it fully...could you explain it? or doesnt it have a full meaning, just usually i can interperate (spelling) something and this time i seem to be not as strong with what i think your saying. Thanks, Kel Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
under_the_pressure Posted August 5, 2004 Share Posted August 5, 2004 Great poem. I also enjoy your writing. under* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stinkweed Posted August 5, 2004 Share Posted August 5, 2004 That's a great poem. Keep up the good work =D> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
i_hate_the_world47 Posted August 7, 2004 Share Posted August 7, 2004 Great poem.Your a very good poet. ~Meagan~ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ForAnother Posted August 9, 2004 Author Share Posted August 9, 2004 The meaning of the poem is "why do we feel like anything is possible when we are really happy? as opposed to when we are sad, we feel like there is no hope. So why do we have to be happy to feel like we are ok? Why does it have to take happiness to reach 'sanity'" The way I end it is... with someone else in your life you are taken from the darkness... and "fly" into the impossible without even having to be fully happy. I like depressing poems, i am always more interested in them. ForAnother Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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